I have to confess. The one love of my life that I had thought momentarily would never come back has returned.
We had a falling out, of sorts. She just didn’t get turned on properly anymore. Of course, I tried all the usual remedies. I tried to coax her. I tried to be gentle. I then tried to be rough. I really got inside of her, and I even talked about it with her — but nothing seemed to work.
So, there it was. We stopped seeing each other. I shipped her out to where she needed to be to get some time away — and instead I started seeing someone else. She was very different from my love. She was quicker in some ways — not too difficult to manage. For a while, I was somewhat happy.
But, I never forgot what happened to my love — and I think Mac knew that. No matter how good things were between Mac and me, it was never quite the same. I just wasn’t used to her. Some said she was easygoing. Some said she was quite attractive — all of which were true, sure, but — it wasn’t right.
And then, two days ago, my baby walked back into my life. I got the call:
“Hi Benjamin, I just wanted to let you know that your laptop’s ready for pickup.”
I was hesitant. I was cautious. But, I raced to the laptop shop to pick her up.
My Vaia and I have been re-united. Sure, she’s not perfect. Sure, one could say the Mac was a better choice (although towards the end of our relationship, she was getting to be a real bitch, sleeping when I didn’t want her to, refusing to work with me, etc.). Sure, one could say that I should just leave my Vaia behind.
In all seriousness, I’m pissed off as hell that it took this long to get my Vaio back from the shop. I’m pissed that it cost so damn much. I’m pissed that they wiped my hard drive even though this was simply a motherboard replacement operation.
Quick review of the past few weeks of my life:
Expect more posts again now that Spring Break is here!